Muzi Li's Deal

At the Southern Border camp, Hanyu and the old Daoist stared at each other.

After Muzi Li had brought them back, he'd left the two of them standing aside and taken Su Xiaoxiao somewhere alone instead.

"Your disciple doesn't look too happy."

Hanyu leaned over curiously and whispered to the old Daoist.

The old Daoist's face was dark. How could he possibly miss something even Hanyu had noticed?

It was rare for Muzi Li to look like this. It meant he was on the verge of anger.

And he rarely treated Su Xiaoxiao this way. No matter what trouble Su Xiaoxiao got into, Muzi Li had never seemed to get angry with him before.

Su Xiaoxiao stood there uneasily. Muzi Li never took his eyes off him, staring at him intently.

"Senior Brother, why are you looking at me like that?"

Su Xiaoxiao asked softly.

Muzi Li's expression was complicated. He let out a long sigh.

"I'm wondering if you're still my clear-eyed, foolish junior brother."

Su Xiaoxiao froze, staring blankly at his senior brother. "Senior Brother, have you lost your mind?"

Muzi Li's expression gradually turned solemn. He thought for a moment, then suddenly looked up and asked,

"Why did you take Hanyu with you?"

Su Xiaoxiao was taken aback. It seemed he hadn't expected Muzi Li to ask him that.

"I..."

"I wanted to see the clash between those of you in the Divine Way Realm."

"I've always been just one step away from reaching that realm. I wanted to learn something from watching."

No matter how Su Xiaoxiao's tone shifted, Muzi Li kept his face lowered and listened in silence.

Perhaps he wasn't looking for a reason.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Muzi Li, too. For a time, neither of them said a word.

"Remember: Hanyu was the